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15 August 2011

Sharing the Wealth

I love my neighborhood. It's a rare thing in southern cities the size of Nashville to be able step out your front door and walk to the grocery store, coffee shop, pub, library, church, farmer's market, salon, etc. But that is my life. Even though Nashville's population is around one million (I think), there's rarely a time I don't run into someone I know when I leave my house. Sounds pretty picturesque, huh. Now, Nashville is definitely not perfect, and I can't even say it's the best place to live ever, but in the community/neighborhood/friendliness category, I give it 5 stars. If you had asked me a few weeks ago, I probably would have said 4, but the 5th star came hand delivered to our front door this past week when our neighbors brought a bounty of home grown produce from their backyard garden.

Check this out.

Tomatoes...

Eggplant...

Peppers...

Sage, thyme, marjoram, basil, scallions.

Beautiful.

Thank you, neighbors, for your generous gift. And don't worry, we did more than just take pictures of the produce. We also enjoyed every bite!